Endless evenings of non-exist Are getting shorter, monotonous Like an intruder, I belong outside Although I find myself right back The same place I was before Saying things I've say once more There's no reason for me to be here, no I feel so lonesome surrounded by friends Who are talking at me, saying things I could care less about This dialogue is without Worth, content, significance Conversational ambivalence Hear the same things every night, It just ain't right who'll be left holding the bag Give me something I can sink my teeth into Show me a time, tell me a story I haven't heard a million times before I pass out from boredom As I watch the people pass I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating Are we all living for the past, never realizing We're clinging to an empty bag Lacking content, significance Conversational ambivalence Hear the same things every night, It just ain't right We'll see who's left holding the bag
Your friends are exterior* to you ( an excuse). Change something inside** instead ( a cause which cures consequences ). You can hang out with bad people (exterior*), no problem there. The problem is if you choose (inside**) to do the same things they do. With that apart, I just learned that song at the guitar and I can't stop playing it. My fingers are ruined...
Endless evenings of non-exist
Are getting shorter, monotonous
Like an intruder, I belong outside
Although I find myself right back
The same place I was before
Saying things I've say once more
There's no reason for me to be here, no
I feel so lonesome surrounded by friends
Who are talking at me, saying things
I could care less about
This dialogue is without
Worth, content, significance
Conversational ambivalence
Hear the same things every night,
It just ain't right
who'll be left holding the bag
Give me something I can sink my teeth into
Show me a time, tell me a story
I haven't heard a million times before
I pass out from boredom
As I watch the people pass
I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating
Are we all living for the past, never realizing
We're clinging to an empty bag
Lacking content, significance
Conversational ambivalence
Hear the same things every night,
It just ain't right
We'll see who's left holding the bag
It won't be me....
Story of my life.
Great lyrics and well put together song
Talking to me
the best NOFX song no doubt!
One of my theme songs. For sure.
One of the best….too many choose from , but definitely one of the best
Check out the cover by batching it
Ab-so-lutely!
Could be there best song
I'd say so...this and (your bleeding) are in my top 5
This beat is SO FUN to play on drums!
I miss those little guitar solos they had on the earlier albums.
Hell yeah. You can really hear the Bad Religion influence in those solos ❤️
the beginning to this solo is kind of similar to the solo on stairway to heaven, just noticed
They were the only constant threw my whole life.....and now there gone ...i never got to tell them how many times they saved my life
PERFECT SONG !
i love this song
Holy shit
How are there only 12 comments on a gem like this
Nice share...I guess we will see how long thehoax of a brake up goes.. cheers
Top 3
This song literally describes my evenings out with friends. Maybe I need new friends.
Your friends are exterior* to you ( an excuse). Change something inside** instead ( a cause which cures consequences ). You can hang out with bad people (exterior*), no problem there. The problem is if you choose (inside**) to do the same things they do.
With that apart, I just learned that song at the guitar and I can't stop playing it. My fingers are ruined...
Hell🎉
so go(o)d
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ZG HOOLS
Sounds like NOFX... Oh I see that it is... lol Hey, I'm high as fuck.
Me too haha